It's 1990, a year after the Beau-line case. Felicia struggles to manage both her personal life and her Black Cat duties. She wonders if she should give up her superhero life as Black Cat to be with the man she loves, Detective Tom Lone. When she's r...
The next day, I needed some time to think about everything precisely. I looked out of the window of the sky.
"Am I not supposed to have what I want? What do I need? What am I supposed to do?" I said to myself.
There was a knock on the door. It was Rafe. He was the only person I've seen today, and not a single thing had happened.
"Felicia, where is everybody?" Rafe asks.
"I don't know where Hellboy, Thor, Tom, Bruce, Yuki have disappeared to. They must've... vanished." I replied, sighing.
"Oh, by the way, Tom's left you a note to go to Oscorp Industries."
"Okay, thanks, man."
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I got changed into this:
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I teleported to Oscorp Industries and saw Tom staring at the window, dressed like this:
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I walked to the desk close to the window - as soon as I sat down next to the window on a chair, Tom sees me in a jiffy.
"Hiya," I said.
"Surprised?" He asked.
What's happened to the shade he threw on me last night?
"Very," I lied.
"Thanks for coming," Tom said.
"Everything okay?"
"Uh, you might say so. This is funny. I'm not sure how to begin. You know how our minds play tricks on us."
"Tell me about it."
"Well, mine did a real number on me. Some part of me heard what you have to say last night, that you were different. But I didn't want to listen. I was afraid to trust you. But I've been thinking about it--"
"Listen, there's more for me to say. I maybe rushed into things. I thought--"
"Wait a minute. What are you saying?"
"I'm saying... I... I thought I could be there for you, Tom, but I can't. My mind was playing tricks too."
He stares at me as if he couldn't believe a word I'm saying.
